Friday, November 22, 2013

Today's Special - - Jennifer Saints


It's a pleasure to welcome Jennifer Saints today.  Jennifer is a woman of many talents; writing books under three names in a variety of sub-genres.  She's here today to talk about her new book, Cocktail Cove, first in her new Frankly, My Dear contemporary series.  Set in Georgia, Cocktail Cove is sassy, humorous and heartwarming with plenty sizzle and a touch of suspense.  I enjoyed my 'visit' there and am already looking forward to another!

For more information about Jennifer, please visit her website.  

Take it away, Jennifer!




Every place has its own specialness, one derived from its culture and its people.  Some places are similar and other places stand out as uniquely different.  The South is one place that has no equal when it comes to simple charm, grace, and humor.  Like an exquisite wine or a beautiful perfume that has taken centuries to develop, the South is magical and I love writing books set here.
My Southern Steam novels began with the Weldon Brothers, a mixture of devilish bad boys who know how to seduce their fearless heroines.  With Savannah as a backdrop, Wild Irish Ride, Smooth Irish Seduction, and Hard Irish Luck set the stage for hot romances with a touch of suspense and humor.  And while there is much more to come from the Weldons ( A Weldon Family Christmas Novella in 12/13 and Hot Irish Lass in 2014) I wanted to share a story set a little closer to home with an unconventional heroine and an irresistible hero who was cut from the cloth of a true Southern gentleman.  In Cocktail Cove (Frankly, My Dear Series Book 1), Nikita Derringer and Ben Harding show us what love is like when life shakes you up and pours you over the rocks.
They both have hit rock bottom in their lives and they are both searching to escape.  She’s burying her marriage six feet under and he’s turned his back on his former life.  Neither of them have any intention of falling in love, but fate has something very delicious in mind for them.  James Weldon, who will have his story in Hot Irish Lass, makes an appearance in Cocktail Cove and paves the way for some interesting events in the future.  The story celebrates a few Southern traditions and has more than its share of Southernisms—old sayings that hold a grain of truth with a bushel full of humor.
So today, I hope you will share your favorite Southern tradition or Southernism.  I will give out free ebooks to a few lucky posters who come up with the most interesting Southern tradition and who make with laugh with a good old Southernism.
To give you an idea.  In Cocktail Cove Ben goes to confront his sisters, aunts, and grandmother about an important matter, but the estrogen troops walk all over him during the discussion and then rush out the door before he has his say.  He shouts at their departing car a Southernism that perfectly expresses his situation at that moment, “Just butter my butt and call me a biscuit.”
I hope you get the chance to enjoy my Southern Steam Novels (The Weldon Brothers Series and The Frankly, My Dear Series) and delve into the magical flavor of the South.
You can email me on my website at Jenniferstgiles.com or send me a tweet @jenniferstgiles. I love hearing from readers. Your encouragement makes the long, lonely struggle of writing a book worth it.
Happy Reading and remember every day to dream, believe, create, inspire, love, heal, succeed and prosper.
    Love Jennifer Saints, aka Jennifer St. Giles, aka JL Saint.
 

Cocktail Cove
Frankly, My Dear (Book 1)
By Jennifer Saints
Novels Alive Publishing, LLC
Release Date:  November 10, 2013



When life shakes you up and pours you over the rocks…

Socialite Nikita Derringer is hiding from the mob because of a deal her ex made with the devil. That she accidentally did her ex in with her designer heels, is… beside the point.

Guilt ridden developer Ben Harding walked away from his lucrative big city job and is searching for redemption in the quiet solitude of his grandfather’s sacred fishing cove. But fate has something else in mind for them at cocktail cove. 

Throw in sex therapy for the masses, a bear of a dog and the deep end of passion and you’ve got a potent mix guaranteed to ignite your senses and fill your heart with love and laughter.







23 comments:

  1. As Georgia poet James Dickey once said, "I'm a Southern chauvinist from way back." I love the color and fun of Southernisms. One of my favorites is "as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs." I also love this definition of the South from sociologist and expert on the the contemporary South John Shelton Reed: “The South is like my favorite pair of blue jeans. It's shrunk some, faded a bit, got a few holes in it. It just might split at the seams. It doesn't look much like it used to, but it's more comfortable, and there's probably a lot of wear left in it.”

    I'm off to check out Cocktail Cove. These sound like books that would make me happy as a pup with two tails.

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    1. What a wonderful definition of the South and so fitting. I also love "as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs." Every time I read this, I can so clearly see that room and the cat darting among those chairs! lol

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    2. Well LOL I will try this for about the twentieth time today. MY I phone and I pad are registering my replies. I absolutely love this Janga. Such a rich tidbit. I wanted to read more LOL thank you for sharing. From Jennifer!

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  2. When people say to me, "You're not from round these parts, are you?", I like to tell them I'm a northerner by birth but a southerner by choice. Living in South Carolina for the better part of the past twenty years has given me a delightful education in "southernisms" that I wouldn't trade for the world.

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    1. Yeah!!! Success. Well PJ I thought you were a Southern Lady since birth. You have adapted well to the South. From Jennifer!

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  3. I LOVE Janga's description of the South! I am the daughter of a Welsh / English Pennsylvania coal miner's son Father and a Creek / Cherokee mother. I am also an Air Force brat and have lived and worked all over the world. However, I was born in Alabama and spent much of my life here when I wasn't traveling so I am definitely a BAMA GIRL!

    Jennifer, I love your historicals so I know I am going to love these books.

    Hmm. Some Southernisms?

    "Colder than a tin top outhouse in January."

    "Feel like I been rode hard and put up wet."

    "I'm on that like a duck on a Junebug!"

    Some of the less charming ones I have heard since I was a child.

    "He talks like a manure salesman with a mouth full of samples."

    "Busier than a one-legged man at a butt-kicking contest."

    "He just signed up for an all day Alabama butt whoopin'!" (And no, the word butt is NOT what is usually said.)

    "Dumber than a box of rocks."

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    1. Some of those are very familiar, Louisa! Had to laugh at the outhouse one. I may have been born in the north but I know first-hand that an outhouse in January is very cold indeed! lol

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    2. Louisa! Too funny! Technically today I have felt dumber than a box of rocks! Love these! and thank you for enjoying my stories. Warning they come with a steamy label. From Jennifer

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  4. I am a Southern girl, so I have heard a lot of these Southern sayings.
    A couple of my favorites:

    Softening an insult by saying, "Bless her heart."

    Calling a toy a "play pretty"

    All-time favorite: "If mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy."

    Don't enter my name in the contest because I read mostly paperbacks. Yes. STILL. :-)

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    1. Cheryl, I think "if mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy" is one of my all-time favorites. :)

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    2. Cheryl, loving if mama ain't happy, the mark of a true Southern woman who rules the roost! From Jennifer

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  5. Friends have a doormat that says "Well butter my butt and call me a biscuit!" A comment I heard a lot when I was young, "You're slower than molasses in January!"

    LauraR
    lranda11 (at) yahoo (dot) com

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    1. "You're slower than molasses in January!"

      Oh, I've heard that one a lot too, Laura.

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    2. LOL I need to get that doormat!!!! Where did you get it? Thank you for sharing. From Jennifer!

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  6. I love this cover and "He is cuter then a speckled pup under a red wagon". He would also make a rabit hug a hound.

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    1. LOL! I haven't heard these before, Quilt Lady but I love them!

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    2. LOL Quilt Lady Love those. You can find Tim Parrish on facebook or you can tweet him @timboparrish. He'll be in a movie that comes out next year called American Beach House! tweet him and tell him that you love the cover! From Jennifer

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  7. Jennifer is having trouble logging in from work but she'll be here later on to respond to comments!

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  8. Some of these sound so familiar didn't realize they were southern... The only one I can think of is Bless your Heart I never knew it wasn't meant to be nice until I read it on a book...lol Jennifer good luck with yoiuur new book...


    Donna
    its always nice to hear about a new author for me.

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    1. Thank you Donna I LOVE new readers too. Love all kinds of readers LOL

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  9. Hey, Jennifer! Welcome back! Congrats on your new release. It sounds wonderful!

    My husband says all kinds of great and funny sayings and the only one I can remember right now is: "He/She is crazier than a sprayed roach." LOL! I'll see if I can think of more....

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    1. Great to hear from you Andrea! LOL miss seeing you gals! Hope all is well. Hugs Jennifer

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  10. I had a fellow worker who called everyone either "Sweetie" or "Honeychild".

    I've noticed their love of Sweet Tea! Biscuits and gravy, okra, black eyed peas, goober peas (peanuts)

    "Ya all come back now. Ya hear."

    I haven't seen you in a coon's age.

    Barking up the wrong tree

    Prettier than a Georgia peach.

    Go hog wild.

    There you go flying off the handle

    You're one mite tasty morsel.

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